To My Caleb

3 Things I want you to know

I love our early morning cuddles. You put your hand on my cheek and nuzzle your head into my neck. Your Bink falls out and your mouth opens as you breathe soft upon my chest, soundly sleeping. Is there anything sweeter than that?
I love your giggles that fill up a room. Your excitement of seeing me as if I've been gone forever when really I was just in the other room for a few minutes. I love those dimpled smiles that make my life worth living.

I love those big blue eyes that look at the world with such wonder. They help me to look through the world through your eyes and to see the splendor of God's beautiful creations.

I love you my sweet Caleb.

Story Time Halloween Style

Our library has an infant story time Caleb and I usually go to on Mondays or Fridays. This Friday was Halloween themed of course. Caleb also wore his new walking shoes and I was amazed to discover he didn't try and take them off! Watching all the little kids try and get around in their costumes was pretty cute. Caleb's best bud kept falling over in his monkey outfit. It was pretty funny.

Caleb is all ready to go on our walk over to the library.
A special day because Auntie gets to join us :)

So much to play with after all the books are read and songs are sung.

Lil Monkey and Pooh Bear ;)

Do Caleb's shoes look a little, um, shall we say...Gigantic? Well it just so happens that Caleb suffers from a little condition called, Kankles? What do you call the squishy flesh that can't fit in the shoe and is popping out. It makes shoe shopping and finding a little difficult. Thankfully I had an experienced mama with me or else I'm not sure I would have left the shoe store alive. We ended up finding an EXTRA LARGE WIDE. (that is as wide as they go, I was hoping for an XXL) and a size 5 1/2 in boys. Did those feet ever fit in baby shoes? All I can say is BIG FEET. But we sure do love those stinky feet :)

Thankful Thursday

This week I'm feeling very grateful to all those who helped me to survive it while our lives went a little crazy.
1. My amazing husband who has helped me so much this week
2. My mom who drove all the way up here to watch Caleb so I could do a training for 3 long days. 3. So thankful to be done with my training
4. Thankful for my sweet boy who I missed so much the past three days
5. Grateful to be a SAHM for an entire year because the past three days have truly been challenging without my lil guy in them all day long.
6. Thankful for the opportunity to be able to start working part time only a couple hours a day in the evening time in order to bring in a little extra for our family
7. Really thankful to have my lil sis up here all weekend
8. Lastly, so thankful for an amazing friend who watched Caleb all morning for us.
9. So thankful for so many blessings God us given us in our life.
And Caleb is thankful for his best bud :) They hung out all morning together. Just eating and playing.
Liam gave Caleb a sausage and of course Caleb ate it.
Growing boys love their food

Dance Party in the Car

And who better to dance to than Beyonce. I'm a little embarassed because as I watched this video I realized I was singing in the background! Haha. What can I say, it's a good song. But mostly I put this up (beside having you hear my amazing singing skills-not) so that you can see Caleb's new addition to his dance moves. The hand roll and hand clap? not sure what all the hand action is exactly but whatever goes! And Dave and I can't take credit for these moves. I'll give you a wild guess on who can take the credit...

Pumpkin Patch

I'm pretty sure Caleb didn't know what to make of all those big orange pumpkins that were almost bigger than him :)

Or Not!

I guess I should be careful with what I say. Silly me. Didn't I learn anything this past year. Children are never predictable. Just when I thought things were back to normal...
Last night...well very early morning Caleb was up and fussy for about an hour. This following a very fussy, not himself, day. This morning Caleb's cough that has lingered the past week with his ear infection seemed to act up again and started sounding bad. Fast. So this am I called the Dr and they told us to come in. I told myself I was probably just paranoid. One of the kids in Caleb's playgroup developed RSV (a respiratory virus) and it started out as a cold, turned to RSV and phenomena. So I thought, better to be safe than sorry, since his cough sounded similar to hers.
Off to the Dr. we went, again, a week later.
Turns out he has croup :( First an ear infection, now croup. Poor guy! A year with nothing but a couple sniffles and now he's got a two for one. This makes me sad that I am no longer nursing and can't help him build immunity for these crazy viruses.
Tonight consisted of some soup, steamy bath time, baby vapor rub on the toes, and some vaporizer floating in his room. And of course a lot of TLC and prayers.

Back to Normal

Amidst the week of our big birthday celebration we noticed our normally happy Caleb was throwing major temper tantrums. We assumed it was our welcome to toddler hood, let the tantrums begin; or the suddenly weaned babe who didn't quite know what to do with himself, or even quite possibly, more teeth. (99% of the time we chalk it up to the teeth) Things escalated for about a week including a 1.5 hour bedtime blowout saved by Grandma. And then the dreaded cold came along the day after his birthday and with it a not so good sounding cough. So off to the doctor we went, where after a traumatic experience for poor me, I mean Caleb, we discovered that Caleb had his first ear infection. That started to explain a few things because only now after almost 3 weeks of a hysterical crying upset little guy we finally have our cuddly and cooing chatter box back. This could explain the sudden nursing wean, the hysterical screams, and the arching of back out of our arms moments. I'm happy to say we have our cuddly guy back, sleeping like a dream, no more temper tantrum throwing (well still every now and then, I mean he is learning to assert himself , he just doesn't know how to do it without those screeches yet) one year old.

I guess we can't always blame it on those teeth :)